A fictional account regarding sadness |
Sadness cannot hold me not when I flee from its grasp I stay one step beyond as it chases Like my shadow It cannot take me nor may I abscond when I run I tread a heartbeat ahead Feeling it full yet still ahead I breathe and I feel and I ponder and when the time comes a time of my choosing I slow and I stop and I let my sadness take me before I run again. |